The full-level boss takes the whole family to farm after crossing

Chapter 337 The Face Slap Comes Soon
The muddy water on Xu Shulou's clothes was washed away.

The rain slid across the wound, the powder was washed down, and fell to the ground together with blood.

The sudden pain was no less than cutting off the flesh of the wound.

He wasn't alone in the pain.

Ying Que is not much better than him.

Rain flowers bloomed on the ground, everyone lowered their eyebrows and eyes, behind them was the ruined ruined temple, exuding a decaying atmosphere, they were like a group of homeless quails.

Shelter from the rain was out of the question.

"Let's go, let's stay overnight. When I came, I saw a village nearby." Lu Jingzhi was a man of action, and he left as soon as he said he wanted to.

Faint refusals go unnoticed, mouths open to rain.

Xu Shulou hadn't been so desperate for a long time.

With his last breath, he shouted, "Have you notified..." his guards?
"I said, I ran to the east, but I haven't seen him yet, so I probably ran away." Lu Jingzhi interrupted him, "How should I put it, in all respects, it should be changed."

Although his whole body was weak, and the wound even lost the pain feeling because of the cold, Xu Shulou still made the last effort.

Refuse.

He has to say no.

He can walk by himself!
I don't know if God heard his pleading, and the leaning around him finally stopped.

Before he could jump for joy, he was hugged.

Lu Jingzhi said, "I understand, you don't want to be carried."

No.

You do not understand.

Close your eyes to stop the wind and rain.

It can also hide the despair in the eyes.

In the wind and rain, Lu Jingzhi's sense of direction will not be a problem.

Soon pass a village.

They knocked on the door of the nearest house, but no one answered.

"Change one." Ying Que, who came up to him, said.

Maybe it was because she lost too much blood and couldn't breathe. She tore off the cloth on her face while running, and the exposed half of her face was very tender, and she looked like an inexperienced person.

Lu Jingzhi's lightness kung fu was already very fast.

But the two were able to keep up.

It doesn't make any sense to change people.

On such a stormy night, people who live in this kind of thatched cottage generally cannot sleep.

Always frightened, as long as there is a problem with the house, the family can immediately get up and run out with valuables.

What's more, there has just been a hailstorm.

Lu Jingzhi can only lament that he did not encounter hail that year.

If the house leaks, it will rain all night, but if the house leaks, it will be windy and hail. It's really over.

She easily jumped over the wall, the ground under her feet was soft, if she hadn't learned how to step on the snow without a trace, half of her feet would sink in.

Not in the mood to look at this small courtyard, she led the people straight to the main room, and there was a hasty knock on the door accompanied by her voice, "Sorry for the trouble, let's borrow a night - I will pay, one tael of silver How about it?"

The saying goes well.

Money can turn the devil around.

Xu Shulou's internal energy was sluggish, and he seemed to have returned to the time when there was still a flame of death in his body.

No, it was worse than then.

He can feel the heat.

Extremely low temperature.

The drenched skin, the icy wind slashed across the body like a knife.

A tael of silver?
What to use.

No wonder they could open the door.

Squeak.

The slap came quickly.

The candle was dimly lit, and one head poked out, nervously, seeing four people outside, passing through the gate without a sound, and shivering involuntarily.

The first time he saw Lu Jingzhi's black hair sticking wetly to his snow-white side face, the man trembled like a sieve.

Take a closer look.

Under the area covered by candlelight, the face of the person in front of him was exquisite.

It is very different from the imagined ghost.

(End of this chapter)